I Don't Know What To Do

There's this indescribable ache in my chest when I think about it, a void that could suck me in at any moment. How do I tell him? How do I tell this man what is happening to me, when I don't even know myself? The pain only gets worse as time goes, yet I flash a bright smile at everyone I see, hoping - praying- that they don't see the shattered soul I hide behind my dull brown eyes. Hoping that they can't see the crown of self-hatred that weighs down my shoulders, pushing each step I take further into the quick sand beneath my feet. I need to tell him, tell them, tell someone before the quicksand swallows me whole and the void in my soul consumes my every being.

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